When I was in twelfth grade (in Canada, we called it Grade 12), one of the main novels we studied was Jane Austen’s Pride and Prejudice. I read it once because I was supposed to, twice to be able to answer questions on exams, and the third time because I loved it.
The U.S. attorney for the office that investigated Jimmy Hoffa’s disappearance isn’t relying on the Netflix movie The Irishman for its theories of the case. Nor is a law professor whose stepfather was portrayed as the man who drove Hoffa to his death.
What unifies us as Americans is an aspirational narrative. It does not matter where you come from, only where you are going. The energy, youthfulness, and risk-taking of immigrants who come from all over the world is what has made America what it is today.
Hoover Institution fellow Timothy Garton Ash discusses 1989, and looks at the major events of that year, including the fall of the Berlin Wall, the Tiananmen Square protests, and the breakup of Yugoslavia.
Every holiday has its Scrooge, one supposes, and this week is no different. As proof, I offer this “bah humbug” New Yorker article that delves into the “massacres, myths, and the making of” America’s Thanksgiving tradition.
Martin Scorsese’s “The Irishman” has received superb reviews during its limited theater run in advance of its streaming release on Netflix on Nov. 27. The film centers on Frank “The Irishman” Sheeran’s supposed “confession” to murdering former Teamsters president Jimmy Hoffa. Several people, including myself, have argued that Sheeran’s confession to killing Hoffa—and many of the other things Sheeran supposedly confessed to as well—are bunk.